The riding and chopping simulator of the Lord of the Rings

Chapter 173 The Great Gift Prepared by Sauron

When the sun shifted a little towards the west, the deserted Beihetao became more and more lively.

Fili led the dwarf cavalry, arrived here one step ahead of the elves, and started simple repairs.

Before the arrival of the elf cavalry, the scout cavalry sent by Allen came back panting first, and brought back news of Nanhetao.

Compared with the inaccessibility of Beihetao, the further downstream Nanhetao is much better, although it cannot be said that there are shoals for a large number of cavalry to gallop at will.

But as long as the troops are organized, half a day is enough for these thousands of cavalry to step across several shallows, cross the widening river, and enter Rohan's sphere of influence.

Allen, who was talking with Philip at this time, looked at the sun in the sky and knew that it was already after noon.

Immediately after a brief communication with Philip, they decided to send someone to send the news that the Nanhetao would be easier to cross the river to Chirdan.

The two of them planned to lead their subordinates to Nanhetao first, where they made preparations for crossing the river.

Fili's suggestion is for the dwarves to go there first to control the beach on the opposite side, and then the humans and elves continue to cross the river. If there are enemies on the opposite side, the dwarves will be more powerful in fighting for positions.

Allen agreed with Fili.

However, Barron, who received the order to deliver the letter, had not yet left Alan's side, but a team of elves came before him one step ahead.

"What? I don't know how many half-orc troops came out of the Black Forest against the sun?"

After hearing the news, Allen subconsciously looked in the direction of Dol Guldur, and then frowned.

At some point, a group of dark clouds began to brew over the Black Forest. By this time, it was already big enough to cover the entire brown land, and it was drifting towards the south.

Under the dark clouds, it was so gloomy and dark that even sunlight could not penetrate. Two evil and terrifying figures loomed in the dark clouds, hovering and flying up.

Because the distance between the two sides is too far, even with the help of the vision that can see the secluded world, Allen can barely see a little bit of gray in the clouds.

In fact, there is no need to confirm it with your own eyes. Allen can guess that it must be two ring spirits riding ferocious giant beasts.

Allen knew that his journey south would never be easy, but he never expected such a grand scene.

However, the surprise arranged by Sauron was far more than that. An army composed of Uruk suddenly appeared on the grassy northern plateau and began to gather on the west bank of Beihetao.

All of them were equipped with dark iron armor, and in their hands were rough spears of different lengths, plus a crudely made wooden shield, with a lidless eye painted on it with red paint, indicating their master's identity.

These Uruks walked in neat steps, and after a while, they gathered into a huge army formation like black clouds, and looked across the river from humans and dwarves on the opposite bank.

The sudden appearance of this army immediately alarmed the humans and dwarves who were resting on the west bank. The cavalry took up their weapons and stepped onto their horses one after another.

Under Allen's gaze, a gap slowly opened in Uruk's army formation, and a tall and evil figure appeared from it. stuck in his head.

And the one carrying him was not a mortal horse, but more like a skeleton warhorse returning from hell. It was tall but ugly, and it was covered with thick metal armor.

And the red and black flames were constantly spraying out from the eyes and noses of the black monster horse, and one could tell it was a creation of evil magic at a glance.

Allen originally thought that the opposite was also a Nazgul, but he did not find this figure in the Netherworld, so it is obvious that the leader on the opposite side is a living person. Looking at the tall figure on the opposite side, it is most likely is a Númenórean who has fallen into darkness.

This person is the mouth of Sauron, the adjutant of Baladur Tower.

This former Númenor nobleman had long forgotten his name, and he even didn't want to recall his past. He admired Sauron very much, and took it as a very high honor to be the mouthpiece of the Dark Lord.

It's just that his voice is hoarse and shrill, like howling ghosts and wolves, but it seems to contain terrifying and dark power, making those who hear it involuntarily afraid.

"You brat on the opposite side, you are surrounded by groups, and your dying struggle is nothing more than a dead end. If you don't believe me, just look at the south."

Of course, it is impossible for Allen to be affected by this little bit of magical power. Even the soldiers around him mostly have no expressions of fear. Only the more than 100 knight apprentices composed of northern humans showed fear on their faces.

Ordinary humans cannot resist the power of magic.

And Allen followed Sauron's words and looked towards the south, his eyes became more serious.

There seem to be countless black spots in the south, occupying the entire sky, and they are moving towards this side.

The speed is ridiculously fast, and the endurance seems to be endless.

There were an unknown number of Wargs.

"Idiot brat, look at the situation in this land, do you feel the power of Emperor Sauron? The human beings who once lived in this land still bow their heads to Lord Sauron. You are just a few broken fish Rotten shrimp, claiming to be the king without authorization is really ridiculous. Originally, you stayed in the north obediently, and Lord Sauron was lazy to talk to you, but at this time you actually colluded with the elves and dwarves in an attempt to destroy the master's plan. What a tragedy! Your death is your only end."

Allen listened to the yelling from the opposite side and remained silent, ignoring the other party's thoughts at all.

After recovering from the initial surprise, Allen has been thinking about ways to break the situation.

At this time, crossing the river was already impossible. Thousands of eager Uruks were blocking the river, and the risk was too great.

If the opponent is Snaga, who is weak and afraid of the sun, Alan might consider taking his own guards to charge first.

First kill the flamboyant bug on the other side of the river, and then create a path for the cavalry behind them.

As long as they can cross the river safely, they can take advantage of the cavalry to wipe out this wave of enemies in the barren and inhabited northern plateau.

But on the opposite side is Uruk, Sauron's elite soldiers. Their discipline and combat effectiveness are far from comparable to Snaga. If Alan leads people to rush directly, then the greatest possibility is to be left behind and die there.

And continuing south from Shuanghetao, the first thing to face is countless wolves. Seeing them running wildly, they must have been cast by some evil magic by Sauron.

And their figures are getting closer and closer, and they will soon come before Allen's eyes.

Even after breaking through the blockade of the Wargs, further south is the gloomy hills stretching for nearly a hundred kilometers, which are not suitable for marching at all, and after bypassing the hills, there is the War Plain, which is Sauron's doorstep.

This way is not working at all.

"Boy, don't say that Lord Sauron didn't give you a chance, as long as you surrender obediently and kill that Dulin scoundrel beside you, then I won't mind leading you into the tolerant embrace of the Great Emperor. Not only that, Lord Sauron also I will give you something that others dream of, a powerful magic ring, ah~ what a jealous thing."

Sauron's mouth became more and more excited. He was really excited. Envy and jealousy had filled his heart at this time. After serving Sauron for thousands of years, Sauron's mouth was not qualified to own the ring.

Allen didn't say anything about this, but silently calculated the distance between himself and Sauron's mouth, and the right hand hidden behind his back was getting brighter and shimmering with electric light.

He wants to try it out.

"Boy, don't be dissatisfied. This is already a great honor. If you don't know good and bad, you will die today."

"Crackling"

With a soft bang, a blue and white forked lightning crossed the tens of meters of the river, and rushed straight towards Sauron's mouth. After a slight flicker, it hit the mouth of Sauron who was spitting. .

"Ah~~~!!!"

The dark Numenorean who was struck by lightning couldn't help crying out loudly in pain. At the same time, he could no longer feel his body, and the pain that was transmitted to his brain was nothing but pain.

In fact, the mouth of Sauron dared to stand on the other side of the river and talk to Allen head-on, and he had already made corresponding preparations. He was proficient in dark magic and prepared several protections, but these protections did not completely resist the lightning attack.

Allen also knew that with such a long distance, the power of the chain lightning he released would definitely be greatly weakened.

So after releasing the magic, he stretched his arms without saying a word, and fully drew his sapphire rune bow.

As the blue light flickered, an arrow containing the power of frost flew towards Sauron's mouth, which was twitching crazily.

However, the strange black horse with flaming eyes and nose didn't seem to be affected by the lightning. It stood up and blocked the Noldo arrows shot by Allen with its heavy armor. That way you can't get an inch into the armor.

Then, under the power of the frost, the strange horse slowly turned into an ice sculpture covered with hoarfrost, and the mouth of Sauron was also lifted off the horse, and was protected by a large number of Uruk in the middle.

Allen could clearly see that although the flames in the strange horse's eyes were almost extinguished, they finally flickered tenaciously. The Noldo's arrows did not break through its defenses. Only relying on the magical power contained on it, it could not be completely destroyed. to kill this evil monster.

In any case, his assassination failed this time, so the only hope of crossing the river was gone.

"Everyone, listen to my order and head north at full speed." Allen's bright voice echoed in the sky.

The reason why they didn't lead their troops away immediately after seeing the enemy was because the cavalry of humans and dwarves needed a little time to get ready for battle.

Allen also wanted to learn some information about Sauron from the trash talking from the opposite side, but unfortunately it was all nonsense, and none of it was important.

At the same time, Allen also wanted to try to see if he could cause chaos in the opposing troops when he killed Sauron's Mouth.

If the enemy is in chaos because of the death of the leader, then there is still hope of crossing the river.

Of course, Allen's assassination had failed at this time.

Then the only option left is to mix with Cirdan, and then choose the most suitable method from breakout and frontal decisive battle to defeat the enemy.

And Sauron's mouth, who was shocked and speechless, finally recovered a little bit from the paralysis at this moment, regaining control over his body.

And he was lying on the ground, whimpering and yelling at Alan for being ungrateful.

Before setting off from Mordor, Sauron did tell him to take Alan as his own if possible.

Otherwise, the cunning and cruel Mouth of Sauron would not take this risk at all. His original mission was to drive away the Rohans from the northern plateau, and then stop the troops going south to support Gondor.

This task is actually very simple. The horse rider himself does not live in the northern plateau, not to mention here, even in East Em, there are not many Rohan people who live for a long time, this is just a pasture.

At this time, the Kingdom of Rohan can be said to be fighting on two fronts. The knights patrolling and investigating on the grassland reported the news of the enemy's appearance in the east.

Sengel's wife, Mrs. Mowen, was extremely decisive and gathered all the people of Rohan in West Emnet, using the Ent River as the focus of defense, resisting the attack of the orc army.

After all, Sengar took away at least two-thirds of Rohan's soldiers, and only one-third of them were powerless to fight against Mordor.

However, the target of Sauron's Mouth was not there. His target was already under his gaze, heading further and further north. In any case, his main task was completed.

And the rest is about Holmras and Akhora Hill, the two Nazgul matters.

Allen's guess was not wrong at all. It was two Ringwraiths riding vicious behemoths that were hovering in the sky full of dark clouds.

The ability to release the dark clouds comes from the statue of terror held in the hands of the blind warlock, Akhorahil.

It was a treasure given to them by the Dark Lord, so that Snaga, who was afraid of the sun, could march normally during the day.

And this time they brought tens of thousands of half-orcs from Mordor, a few of them were the disciplined and tall and strong Uruk, and most of the rest were the short, wretched, chaotic and impulsive Snaga.

Even Snaga among these half-orcs is equipped with simple armor and sharp weapons.

If possible, Sauron naturally hoped to send elite soldiers Uruk to intercept this cavalry, but he didn't have much time to return to Mordor, and the elite soldiers in his hands were limited.

Moreover, some of the previous battles with Gondor and Rohan were also consumed, and most of Mordor's power was already under the command of these two ring spirits.

If any hobbit, wearing someone's exclusive ring, wanted to take a walk around Mount Doom at this time, it would probably be very easy.

Of course, on the frontal battlefield with Rohan and Gondor, Sauron could not rely entirely on the Varyags and Harads to fight. There are some unknown secrets, and he still needs his own servants to command half It's more suitable for orcs to do it.

After all, what he needs is the fear and despair of creatures before death, and the hatred and curse of the enemy. Such power is very conducive to his recovery, and it is enough to restore his base camp, Barad-dur.

And the death of any human being is death. What Sauron wants is war, with corpses strewn all over the field, and blood flowing. As for the dead are his believers, his allies, or his enemies.

To Zoro, it didn't matter at all.

　This kind of emotional power is what I feel when I read the original work, because in the original work, there are quite a lot of words such as hope and despair, and they do bring a certain amount of power to people.In fact, I can write that Sauron needs to restrain the soul to gain power, but I think that is a bit old-fashioned, so I can write it as the emotion of death.
　　
　
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